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Thursday, June 17, 2004

PUDDLE JUMPER

We're here in Swanage, Dorset. The flight in and of itself wasn't traumatic except for the length, and some old pervert in his 60s who sat next to Morgan on the transatlantic and proceeded to take temazepam and 2 bloody marys as a sedative.

Anyhoo.

We've eaten from a seaside chippy, walked for 6 hours down the Dorset coast, went to Wareham market, affected accents, swam in the ocean (yes, even Josh and Mo swam in the ocean), bought toiletries at Boots (which is a chain we don't have in the States), eaten biscuits, drank J2O and cider...and now bought train tickets to Edinburgh, then on to Glasgow, then to the Isle of Arran.

Oh, and much to our surprise, Josh suffered a terrible sunburn on this 6-hour walk. Joan got a bit pink on the neck, I got masses more freckles, and Mo just got rosy cheeks. There is much aloe gel in the house now.

For my first trip abroad, it seems I'm going all out, at least within the UK. Joan suggested we go to Paris(!) but, er, can you imagine Josh and me in Paris, barely speaking French? We are not the American stereotype, but would appear so there. Maybe after we brush up on our French.

In any case, this is a wonderul vacation. I am SOOOOOO happy not to be typing...er. I mean, not typing reports. How about I stop typing at all? Yeah? Cheers. I'll have more when we're back.